so good, i could sing "A Whole New World".

suddenly, i'm reading five books simultaneously.

something i never endorsed.

but if i'm ever gonna be reading anything other than my texts during the semester, doesnt seem like i have a choice.

almost forgot what it feels like to be immersed in well-crafted reads.

always too impatient before, to get to the action.

always rushed to the climax, only to neglect the climb.

looked too far ahead into the future, almost skimming just to get there.

now i remember, what being in the present bestows.

a settling, the way it feels when you let out a deep, long and calming breath.

an understanding, the way it feels when you really listen to somebody.

the beautiful words, the well-strung sentences, the apt descriptions.

they work together in sync to tease my senses and enthrall my mind.

just the way my books pamper me.

piece by piece, they come down.

the posters go, the trinkets go.

in five days, the bed goes too.

after christmas, i wont even recognize this place.

and maybe that'll be a good thing.